Bree would jam my nuts in a vise if you got snowed in with me instead of with her.” I’ll put on a pot of coffee before I call my brother.” He smirked. “You worried?”īut Boden didn’t buy his act he never had, which was why they’d become such good friends. “I’ll let you know what’s goin’ on as soon as I know.”īoden piled several small logs in the black box before he stood. It didn’t have the same connotation it once did. “Might be a couple days before you can get out, if you need to go home.” We’re supposed to get a foot of snow today and maybe more tonight.” Boden crouched in front of the woodstove and chucked kindling in the cold embers before setting the torch to the pile. I laid in a store of food before the huntin’ trip so I can ride out the storm.” Since you have an issue with technology that allows people to get in touch with you.” “Speaking of…I wanted to make sure your two-way is charged. I haven’t bothered to set up my voice mail on this phone so I’ll have to call to find out.”īoden sighed. The family he hadn’t seen in three years. Had to be bad news if his family had reached out to him. Twelve from Brandt, twelve from Tell, three from Sierra. “Gimme that.” Dalton scrolled through the missed calls. Few people had his number-just his brothers, his mother, his cousin Sierra McKay, his accountant, his banker and his investment guys. Since he had little to no cell service in the mountains, he forgot he even had a cell phone most of the time. So it’s gotta be something important.”ĭalton’s stomach knotted. When I unplugged it, I noticed you’ve got twenty-seven missed calls. “Normally I could give a crap if you stay in bed a week after a hunt, but you left your phone charging at the lodge last night. I’m just glad the hunting party made it out before this storm hit.” Boden unzipped his parka and pulled out Dalton’s cell phone, still attached to the wall charger. In my own bed, after roughing it on an elk hunt, remember?”

“You better not have tricked me out of bed to complain about the goddamned weather.”īoden shuffled over to the woodstove to warm himself, but it’d been a good ten hours since Dalton had loaded it up. “Damn snowstorm came from out of nowhere.” “What’s the emergency?”īoden hustled inside but a gust of snow followed before he slammed the heavy oak door shut. He unlatched the old-fashioned bolt and opened the door. He yanked the quilt over his head and mumbled “f*** off” to Boden Hicks, the idiot beating on his door. I know you’re in there.”ĭalton cracked one eyelid and cast a bleary eye at the alarm clock. REDNECK ROMEO – book 15 – Rough Riders seriesĬopyright © 2013 Lorelei James All rights reserved - a Samhain Publishing, Ltd.

Redneck Romeo by Lorelei James